O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down;
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, thine only crown;
O sacred Head, what glory,
what bliss 'til now was thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call thee mine.
What thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners' gain:
mine, mine was the transgression,
but thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
'Tis I deserve thy place;
look on me with thy favor,
vouchsafe to me thy grace.
What language shall I borrow
to thank thee, dearest Friend,
for this, thy dying sorrow,
thy pity without end?
O make me thine forever;
and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
outlive my love to thee.
Non Nobis
Our Grammar School students normally sing our school song,
Non Nobis
during morning assembly each day. We invite you to sing along with Mr. Maurer this morning!
Non nobis, Domine
non nobis, sed nomini tuo da gloriam
Not to us, O Lord, not to us, but to your name be the glory.
– Psalm 115:1
